It's a nonstop schedule, really. I had lost myself somewhere.
quote by Roger Andrew Taylor
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The reason why I have lost weight is that I looked at the international schedule and thought that I wanted to play for another two years. It is a very hectic schedule and if I want to get through that then I have to be in the best shape that I can.
quote by Shane Warne
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Raising Hell
Boom
Semi automatic pulse
Psyched up for the next level
I plug you in
Make life flash before your eyes
Oh God so fixated
It's love labeled X-rated
Oh God so fixated
It's love labeled X-rated
Nonstop mentality
You better learn your lesson well
Nonstop mentality
You better know your heaven well
Before
Raising Hell x4
Boom
Anti Depressive eyes
Try to hidein an alibi
Smashed up
But feel no pain
Doesn't mean your in the game
Oh God so fixated
It's love labeled X-rated
Oh God so fixated
It's love labeled X-rated
Nonstop mentality
You better learn your lesson well
Nonstop mentality
You better know your heaven well
Before
Raising Hell x4
Nonstop mentality
You better learn your lesson well
Nonstop mentality
You better know your heaven well
Nonstop mentality
You better learn your lesson well
Nonstop mentality
You better know
song performed by by Zeromancer
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I believe that we always die on schedule. Time is counted differently for each of us, but we die on schedule...
quote by Maurice Bejart
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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You've Been Watched
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
Whenever you misbehave,
You've been watched a lot.
Whatever it is you say,
You've been watched a lot.
It would behoove if you,
Turned it up a notched.
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
You've been watched.
No matter what you might have,
Or might have not.
You've been watched a lot.
There are snoopers dedicated.
You've been watched a lot.
No matter how careful you make it.
You've been watched a lot.
Even simple things you do...
They may say you do that too!
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You are being watched nonstop.
There are snoopers dedicated.
You've been watched a lot.
No matter how careful you make it.
You've been watched a lot.
Even simple things you do...
They may say you do that too!
People are so fascinated,
They fantasize you being naked.
You've been watched,
Around the clock.
You are being watched...
Nonstop.
You've been watched,
Around the clock.
You are being watched...
Nonstop.
You've been watched,
Around the clock.
You are being watched...
Nonstop.
Nonstop.
You've been watched!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hothead
Here in the shadows where we, stand watching lady, watching man
Reading the pictures as they roll -
We see the planet lose control
Hothead!
Evolution, nonstop evolution
Hothead!
Hothead!
Evolution, nonstop evolution
(hothead..)
Time, time will change the picture (all the time)
About time!, (all the time)
Time will change the picture
How to change the points of view
bout what is fake and what is true
Blow by blow youre telling me
Youll change the course of history
(chorus)
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop dop bop
Time!, time!
I turn you on you turn me off
Right now Im suffering from this culture shock
You spread confusion wherever you can
With shaking heads and shaking hands
Use propoganda to manipulate
When they make a bust you protect the state
Then the body break and the body tumble -
So you build it up, then you watch it crumble.
Time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop evolution)
About time, time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop evolution)
About time, time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop!)
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The key is not to prioritize what's on your schedule, but to schedule your priorities.
quote by Stephen Covey
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Choral Leader With a Love
On you they're too dependent,
And that's what you love.
A dependency defended,
And fits like a glove.
On your nerves they irritate,
And you wish from them to get away...
To breathe and celebrate.
But you're the one who picked this tune.
Deciding what is done they do.
On you they're too dependent,
And that's what you love.
A dependency defended,
And fits like a glove.
In harmony with them you choose their solos too.
Trying to convince yourself you've had it and you're through.
A choral leader with a focus only to lead.
With a love to hear the doo wop,
Dropped nonstop.
A choral leader with a focus only to lead.
With a love to hear the doo wop,
Dropped nonstop.
And when the arguments get heated in intensity,
You say you want to pack up and from them you want to leave.
A choral leader with a focus only to lead.
With a love to hear the doo wop,
Dropped nonstop.
A choral leader with a focus only to lead.
With a love to hear the doo wop,
Dropped nonstop.
In harmony with them you choose their solos too.
Trying to convince yourself you've had it and you're through.
And when the arguments get heated in intensity,
You say you want to pack up and from them you want to leave.
On you they're too dependent,
And that's what you love.
A dependency defended,
And fits like a glove.
On your nerves they irritate,
And you wish from them to get away...
To breathe and celebrate.
But you're the one who picked this tune.
Deciding what is done they do.
A choral leader with a focus only to lead.
With a love to hear the doo wop,
Dropped nonstop.
Dropped nonstop.
A choral leader with a focus.
Dropped nonstop.
A choral leader with a love,
Dropped nonstop.
A choral leader with a love,
Dropped nonstop.
A choral leader with a love,
Dropped nonstop.
Dropped nonstop.
Dropped nonstop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Kills
When you fall into your seat, you know you feel you might be dying
As the breath rasps in and out, of your burning throat
You cant control your lungs because youre so tired
Youre half awake with one arm in your coat
Well thank God that there is someone there to drive you
You know you couldnt make it on your own
He helps you through the door
You sit down on the floor
And youre asleep before you are alone
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No ones awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No ones awake to tell you
Life kills
For a while it seems exhaustion has subsided
The day is over and the moon is high
But your period of work is predecided
Funny how the hours of freedom seem to fly
Well thank God that there is someone there to drive you
You know you couldnt make it on your own
He helps you in the door
You sit down as before
Another shift to pay another loan
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No ones awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No ones awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No ones awake to tell you
Life kills
Your life is like a schedule
You run to meet the bills
No ones awake to tell you
Life kills
song performed by by Human League
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To Change A Mood Or Two
I never stood with wishes to leap into a loop.
Or be...
Those People,
Peeped deep...
To critique!
I never stood with wishes to leap into a loop.
Or be...
Those people,
Critiqued...
With a peeping done deep!
I have my own need to lay down a pop to drop.
And rock.
Nonstop!
I have my own need to lay down a pop to drop.
And rock.
Nonstop!
I never stood with wishes to leap into a loop.
Or be...
Those People,
Peeped deep...
To critique!
I have my own need to lay down a pop to drop.
And rock.
Nonstop!
I never stood with wishes to leap into a loop.
Or be...
Those people,
Critiqued...
With a peeping done deep!
I have my own need to lay down a pop to drop.
And rock.
Nonstop!
Nonstop,
To change a mood or two.
I have my own need to lay down a pop to drop.
And rock.
Nonstop!
Nonstop,
To change a mood or two.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Any actor will tell you there's more of a schedule to doing a television show. That's why you'll notice a lot of big movie actors are doing television, and they'll tell you, it's because of the schedule.
quote by Jason Marsden
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The perks of working in Japan are that you might go for two weeks every three or four months, so you do work an abbreviated schedule. But you really make up for the abbreviated schedule by how hard you have to fight, how much you've got to be in shape.
Dream Hoppers Don't Drop Your Wishes
Dream hoppers don't dropp your wishes.
Still be there nonstop,
With the realizing of your hopes to be revealed.
Do not suspend your reach,
To accept limitations...
Seeking to keep you defeated.
Dream hoppers don't dropp your wishes.
Still be there nonstop!
And idealistic.
Without you no future for us will exist.
Without you creative innovation,
Will diminish to be dismissed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Entertainment Escapes Made Accessible and Free
Accepting challenges around the clock nonstop...
Defantisizes life for some.
And crystallizes a maturity.
This is not often seen...
Where folks are committed to irresponsibility.
Where folks schedule their activities...
Between being uninvolved and making party scenes.
Entertainment escapes made accessible and free...
Are generally observed,
Where people are not concern.
And quickly display disrespect for themselves.
As they show a lack of discipline.
And an absence of identity.
Those like this often call for unity.
And pray to have their communities monitored...
As they beg for more police.
To keep them protected from themselves,
As they spread more of their mental disease.
And this is done by urbanites,
At a price that is paid by everyone!
Although no one acknowledges a consciousness claimed...
To be seriously considered or concrete of beliefs.
Not when so many have exited from accountability.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Raised to Express
So innocent then,
Were my public aggressions!
My willingness to connect,
All aspects of my identity...
With an outspokenness,
Is not new to me.
Raised to express!
And not to regress...
In needless nonstop guessing.
To do my best,
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
Raised to express!
And not to regress...
In needless nonstop guessing.
And,
To do my best
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
Since no one better knows my destiny!
So innocent then,
Were my public aggressions!
My willingness to connect,
All aspects of my identity...
With an outspokenness,
Is not new to me.
Raised to express!
And not to regress...
In needless nonstop guessing.
And,
To do my best
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
And,
To do my best
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
Every aspect of my life delights,
Since no one better knows my destiny!
Raised to express!
With no need for nonstop guessing.
Or regress to foolishness.
Since,
No one better knows my destiny!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doxology
...as it was in the beginning,
Is now and ever shall be.
When will man 'ever' come to realize,
A creation that has existed...
And inhabited as it was, as it is and will,
Long before the interpretations...
Of the limited mind of man,
Decided there was an 'inside' scoop...
God selected only a few to reveal.
This world...
Will continue to be as it is until it isn't!
On God's schedule and that schedule only.
Man is not here to make attempts to destroy the Earth,
Then to proclaim they know when this existence is over?
For them...
It just may well be.
For them whose minds are affixed upon themselves.
As has been evident.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Ask For More To Drop
Their eyes are popping out a lot.
Yes they're popping out a lot.
From what has been exposed not 'kosher''.
With a dropping from their spots.
And this some people think is cool.
With no rushing it to stop..
Because they think that this is 'super'.
And they dance and fingerpop.
Their eyes are popping out a lot.
Yes they're popping out a lot.
From what has been exposed not 'kosher''.
With a dropping from their spots.
And this some people think is cool.
With no rushing it to stop..
Because they think that this is 'super'.
And they dance and fingerpop.
Everything done has a beat.
And they dance and fingerpop.
Nobody cares what sense they keep.
While they dance and fingerpop.
No matter what is in the streets.
People dance and fingerpop.
There is no respect shown to leaders.
With an ignorance they've got.
Their eyes are popping out a lot.
Yes they're popping out a lot.
From what has been exposed not 'kosher''.
With a dropping from their spots.
And this some people think is cool.
With no rushing it to stop..
Because they think that this is 'super'.
And they dance and fingerpop.
There is no respect shown to leaders.
With an ignorance they've got.
Nobody cares what sense they keep.
While they dance and fingerpop.
Because they think that this is 'super'.
And they dance and fingerpop.
With so much of it that they feed.
And people ask for more to drop.
And people ask for more to drop.
Nonstop.
Nonstop.
And people ask for more to drop.
Nonstop.
Nonstop.
Everything done has a beat.
And they dance and fingerpop.
Nobody cares what sense they keep.
While they dance and fingerpop.
No matter what is in the streets.
People dance and fingerpop.
There is no respect shown to leaders.
With an ignorance they've got.
Nonstop.
Nonstop.
And people ask for more to drop.
Nonstop.
Nonstop.
Yes people ask for more to drop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peace and silence..
Silence exists everywhere,
What human are not aware,
in everything, organic and inorganic,
in planets, space and
even in every atom,
where never ending,
vibration occurs, thus observe,
and release energy,
nonstop, nonstop in commotion.
Silence exists in the audibility,
Of organic, frozen silence,
Always flowing through audible,
A few can hear the frequencies,
The rest are disabled for life,
but peace exists in the hearts,
and exits from the hearts,
that feel the truth of emotions,
Nowhere else...
We can't find peace anywhere else.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Slop They Dropped
Move from a tainting of a game maintained,
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
With a mopping up slop that's enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Will be theirs nonstop.
To mop up slop that's enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Will be theirs nonstop.
Move from a tainting of a game maintained,
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
With a mopping up slop that's enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Will be theirs nonstop.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
With a hoping that in time they will be erased.
And unhappiness appearing on faces now chased.
Those who mopped up slop they enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Those who mopped up slop they enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Those who mopped up slop they enjoyed alot.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
With a hoping that in time they will be erased.
But the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
It's too late to move from a tainting game,
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
'Cause the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
It's too late to move from a tainting game
To have people painted to sustain a gain.
'Cause the cleaning of it up,
Is now theirs nonstop.
Tainting people's names to sustain a gain,
Has other people mopping up the slop they dropped.
Tainting people's names to sustain a gain,
Has other people mopping up the slop they dropped.
Tainting people's names to sustain a gain,
Has other people mopping up the slop they dropped.
Other people now mopping up a slop.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
But there's no hope in time they will be erased.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
Sticky fingerprints all over the place.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
But there's no hope in time they will be erased.
Slop they dropped.
Slop they dropped.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Makes Me Hot
When we are together,
And our eyes focus...
Not to blink nonstop.
This makes me hot.
When you are not there,
And the telephone rings.
Your voice brings me joy,
And 'whatever' you say...
Makes my heart begin to sing.
This makes me hot.
And unbearable is the thought,
Of us touching in a naked embrace.
Your face against mine...
And those 'sounds',
Between us made.
Oh...
This makes me hot.
I can not think of an us,
Without you in my view.
I can not be alone for a single moment,
Without imagining us together...
And those things we choose to do.
This makes me hot.
When we are together,
And our eyes focus...
Not to blink nonstop.
This makes me hot.
With the blending of the right ingredients,
To be stirred in one sizzling pot.
And the after taste of this,
Stays on my lips.
You and I know what we've got.
And this...
Heated mix,
Is an appetite I crave and miss.
Without 'you' near...
It seems I can not handle it.
This chemistry between you and me,
Means a lot!
Especially when both of us,
Can not hide what we've got.
Oh yes it is deep.
And extremely hot.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All to War
I lost my mother
I lost my father
I lost my brother
And lost my dreams too
I lost my friends
I lost my family
I lost my sister
And lost my will too
I lost my school
I lost my work
I lost my city
And lost my rights too
I lost my day
I lost my night
I lost my sight
And lost my morning dew
(to the soul of every victim of war)
poem by Ezekiel Johnson
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